Perspectives

I do love this time of the morning. I just spent a few minutes outside staring at the stars. It’s always amazing to see them. There was so much light pollution where we lived before moving to Orland, that looking for stars was an exercise in futility. Here there are stars. Not quite as many as we used to see when we lived up in Lassen County, but certainly a sky full.

In Janesville, a favorite summer night activity was simply to lie down out on the patio behind the house and watch the stars… and the satellites. We had to apply mosquito repellant to do this comfortably, but it was worth it. Even without a moon, it was incredibly bright just from the ‘starlight’.

Now this… I have the scanner on as usual and I just heard a report of a vehicle in the cemetery that is running over headstones. It’s 4:30 on a Sunday morning. Who are these people and what could they be thinking? OK, now it’s ‘four males inside of a green sedan’ but I don’t know where the cemetery is located. I don’t get it. Your excuse for doing something like this is… what?

And after listening to that, I simply had to put my glasses on and go back outside to look at the stars again; just to be certain that I was on the right planet. Anchored. And now I’m thinking I should do this every morning; five minutes of star gazing will give you the proper perspective on life.